Page 72 of Purgatory
Breathe? Did I stop breathing? Shit. He’s right. Pull yourself together, woman!
I suck in a deep breath, my muscles instantly settling.
“There you go, beautiful. How does it feel?” Cole asks, still thrusting inch by inch beneath me and hitting my clit just enough to make Hawk’s dick enhance the feeling. I feel good. They feel good. Better than good.
“I feel like you need to move, Hawk.” It comes out more direct than I would have liked so I take a second to collectmyself. “I’m ok. It feels amazing, right now.” I pant out.
“I’ve got you, sweetheart. Let me know if it’s too much.” Hawk leans down, kissing in between my shoulder blades as he starts moving slowly.
The feeling is indescribable. It's new and forbidden territory but incredible all the same. Cole continues grinding underneath me as Jax peppers my neck up to my ear in soft, whispering kisses. Hawk’s movements become deeper and faster the longer we go on until I, once again, am panting for something else, something more.
“Do you think you can take me too? Wanna try?” Cole asks from beneath me. I slow my own movements, as apparently I’ve been rocking back forcefully onto Hawk’s cock this entire time now, and listen to my body. I look down to where I’m seated and notice there is a rather large puddle that’s leaked out of me and onto Cole. I’m soaked. My pussy, clenching on air as it searches for its fill.
Apparently, she’s a thirsty bitch people!
My mind is made up. It seems as if Cole can see the decision in my eyes because he nods and lifts me up just a little, pushing his cock into my starving core. He only makes it about halfway in before both he and Hawk both toss their heads back and groan in harmony.
“Holy fuck...” Cole groans out through his teeth. His eyes wide on the ceiling.
“Sonofabitch Sonofabitch Sonofabitch,” Hawk repeats on a panting breath. His leveled-up death grip threatening to bruise my hips as he releases tiny pants behind me.
Me? I just stay right where I am. Fuller than 1990’s sitcom house. I don’t dare move. Like an explosive ordnance technician, I’m afraid I’ll set off a chain of bombs directed straight at me. I can feel my heartbeat pounding in my chest,echoing those of Hawk and Cole. It’s the calm before the storm. Jax senses it and starts stroking his dick faster and faster in anticipation. I can feel the moment they break.
Hawk and Cole start off by alternating going in and out. When Cole goes in, Hawk retreats. When Cole pulls out, Hawk pushes in. Their rhythm being picked up by the other quickly until they’re each careening to their respective finish lines. It’s like I’m swept up in a hurricane. I can’t fight it so I just go a long for the ride.
My orgasm comes out of nowhere. A flash of lightning igniting my whole body and leaving me trembling in the aftermath. Hawk goes next on a cry, filling my ass to the brim with his hot cum. Cole and Jax follow shortly after when Cole pulls Jax forward and guides my face to his red, angry looking length.
“Open up, gorgeous. Today, we’re going to filleveryhole.”
After hearing Cole’s direction, Jax barely makes it to my waiting tongue before erupting all over it, hitting the back of my throat. I gag a little on the amount but swallow it down, nevertheless.
“Holy fuck, baby,” Jax groans out before kissing me senseless. The taste of his own seed not deterring him at all from showing me just how much he cares for me. After a few seconds he pulls away, looking deep into my eyes with affection before falling back onto the bed.
“Such a good girl. You did so well and I’m so fucking proud of you,” Cole says lovingly while stroking back some hair from my sweat glazed face.
In the end, we’re all a panting, shaking, dizzy, smiling mess of limbs and sweat and cum. Hawk recovers first, pulling out of me and me off of Cole to clean me up with a waiting baby wipe. After he’s satisfied with his work, Hawk pulls me into his arms, offering me the aftercare I didn’t even know I needed butabsolutely love right now.
“Aly, I fucking love you, you know that? I love you, sweetheart. Holy shit that was amazing.” Hawk says while pulling me into his chest, stroking my back and kissing my forehead. Jax and Cole are already passed out, quietly snoring next to me. I smile contentedly, utterly exhausted, surrounded by my guys and all of the love I could possibly want.
“I love you too.”
Chapter 46
Alessandra
Later that afternoon, I wake up deliciously sore in all the right places, as well as some new, and stretch my arms over my head. The plush blankets making up Hawk’s bed wrap around my body and create a cocoon of warmth, safety and relaxation. I’m tempted to stay in bed all day long.
Prior to the guys finding me, it was months before I could truly relax. Now I find that, not only am I the most relaxed I think I haveeverbeen but also the happiest.
I take my time, arching my back here and there, knocking out the kinks that seemed to have developed from our romp and notice something off. I reach my arm out to my right side. Nothing. I do the same to the left. Empty. It’s then I decide to actually open my eyes and lift myself up out of my laziness to notice no one is having a lazy day but me.
Where are the guys?
At this point I sayfuck itand, begrudgingly, move my lazy butt off of the comfiest bed ever and make my way to the bathroom. They couldn’t have gone too far. They never leave me without someone as backup. I take my time washing up and brushing my teeth, then go out and rummage through Hawk’s clothes for something to borrow. I settle on a super soft white hoodie with a picture of a bullet and the phrase “Just the tip, I promise” and a pair of his black boxer briefs. On me they’re practically shorts so they’ll do. Once I nod to my disheveled but nevertheless cute self in the mirror and throwmy hair up in a messy bun, I bounce down the stairs to the kitchen. It's on the third to last step that I hear them talking quietly.
“We should do something special for her, but I don’t know what. Besides random music that belongs on an oldies channel, fishing, hiking, those damn marshmallows and us, I have no idea what else she’s into.” Hawk says. I quietly, step over to the entry to the kitchen but keep myself out of view so that I can eavesdrop on their potential surprise.
“Well, we did find all of that booze when we were scouting together. Maybe have a free night. Games. Drinks. A night to forget all the bad, but one so good she’ll never forget,” Cole suggests.
